"Oh, he's here. Unfortunately he came out well done and....resembling toast. Still want him?"
"Eh, not so much. Muffin men aren't much use unless they can make muffins."
"How stereotypical. Are droids only good for programming?"
"Well, only mostly. Speaking of, said droids might be out of programming work soon. I'd start lining up a new job soon, if I were you, just to stay on the safe side."
"Hold it-" [She pulls the phone away to scream, a barely intelligible "NOOOOOOOO YOU IDIOTS HOW COULD YOUUUUUUUU?" before returning to the subject] "Whaddaya mean out of programming?"
[Bae has to hold back a snicker] "What, are you playing World of Warcraft or something? And I mean we might be out of work. Pink slipped. Retired early. Being let go. Etcetra, etcetra. Not that hard of a concept to grasp, Ari."
"No, watching TV. Every single time I watch Muppet Treasure Island the pirates get off. You think they'd learn.....and WHY."
"... I'm just going to roll right past that and move onto the second half. No one else knows but... Let's just say the company's in trouble right now. Big trouble. I wouldn't be surprised if things went a little south of Antarctica over the next few days. Just don't tell anyone else I mentioned this, alright?"
[Gasp.] "You don't interact with the movies you watch? And mhhmn. Am I giving my two weeks notice then? Or roughing it."
"No. I don't. I doubt it'll last two weeks- just try and start job hunting."
"We need to fix this. And howwww do you know?"
"Not really. I'm the boss' PA. I know a lot of things."
"NO DROPPING THE SUBJECT. And awww, Bae! Breaking the law for little ole me?"
"Hardly dropping. More ignoring. And I wouldn't call it breaking- more bending it to the extreme."
"Listen then, Beta. Also, Mr. it's against the law to abuse those company matters. Big trouble on the stock exchange."
"Aww, Alpha. Now just what are you trying to say here?"
"Don't make me pout. I'm not saying anything. I am INSINUATING~"
"You can pout all you want, it won't do a damn thing. Ooooh, right, sorry. So what are you insinuating, then?"
"My pouts hit mana points. That you don't have a stick up your butt."
"Thankfully, I'm immune. Well alright then. For a second I thought you were going to insinuate that I was doing something bad. Which of course I'm not."
"Nah, it's a double hit at a later point. It's called GUILT. ... We can insinuate that if you like."
"I don't do guilty. And naw, thanks. I'm good as is."
"It'd be a good look on you. Mhhmm. Bae?"
"A lot of things look good on me. That is not one of them. Yeah?"
"I'm the girl, I have better fashion sense then you as a default. Your evasion skills SUCK."
"Fashion sense? Maybe. Doesn't mean I can't dress nicely. And I haven't the slightest idea as to what you're talking about."
"Guilt is in style. Blame the catholics. Better, but you were so pathetic before that's not saying much."
"Never been one much for style. And I'm sorry, but you're still confusing me. Anyways, I gotta go. Job hunting and all that."
"Nice is part of style. Fine, fine, but Bae? Last thing."
"Yeeeaaah?"
"Movie fest when I get fired. Don't think of hiding."
"Hiding? I would never hide. Completely reject your idea? Certainly."